In stillness
there is an intimacy to motion,
beyond the outreach of notice,
beyond the whisper of subtlety,
beyond the loudness of breath
at the door,
that levitates each one of us
beyond our sensory cause
of boundaries or certitude.
A sense of confluence,
as permeating beyond
the oppressions and immediacies
of time and space.
There is a liquidity in all things
as softening their boundaries
into one expressive flow.
It is a sense of the self
as participant without audience,
where the ambiance as presence
trumps the eventfulness
usually showering being.
A radiance beyond restraint
as forthcoming is emanative.
Lucidity arrives sooner
than description can assemble.
An outpouring is as embrace.
In stillness
becomes oneness expressed . . .
No comments:
Post a Comment